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This time of year, every empty storefront in downtown Manhattan, my
neighborhood, becomes a Halloween pop-up—vast emporiums filled with slutty Snow
Whites and lascivious Betty Rubbles, voracious Raggedy Anns and insatiable
Cinderellas. If the position of women and our success in the workplace has been
gaining ground during the last half century, you wouldn’t know it from these
places, where the female-friendly professions are confined to Blazin’ Hot
Firefighter, Stop Traffic Sexy Cop, and Hospital Honey Nurse.

This is vaguely depressing—okay, more than vaguely—until it occurs to me:
Why do we need these stores at all? Why should we spend good money on cheesy
stuff that will barely last through Susanne Bartsch’s Halloween party
when we can channel those funds into real clothing?

Who would buy a flimsy, nasty black cape and a dumb pointy hat when she
could be a ravishing witch in a Yohji Yamamoto Y’s cropped cape coat for $440
with a flurry of pea-green Chanel Epatant Illusion d’Ombre eye shadow standing
in for rouge on her cheeks? (If you want to spend serious money, Alexander
McQueen has exquisite cape variations, including an example enhanced with
pearls and made of a patchwork of fox, goat, and mink for $16,452.) And why
settle for a packaged flapper costume (these ensembles are having a
renaissance, no doubt due to Baz Luhrmann’s Gatsby and Martin
Scorsese’s Boardwalk Empire) when you can locate a gorgeous cerise
chiffon beaded dress at H&M, knee-baring in front and calf-grazing in back,
for $69.95? Enhance this with an extra-long strand of Fallon bike-chain pearls
for $140.

Did the Met Costume Institute’s “Punk: Chaos to Couture” exhibit
put thoughts of radical disaffection in your pretty head? A visit to Trash and
Vaudeville can supply the $82 plaid bondage trousers, along with a $28 Ramones
T-shirt. (Surely, you own your own biker jacket.) If a recent viewing of Kill
Your Darlings, starring the post–Harry PotterDaniel Radcliffe
(his wizard costume is everywhere apparent at Halloween stores, but his Allen
Ginsberg is nowhere in sight) spurs a desire for a Beat generation getup,
Uniqlo can supply the obligatory black turtleneck for $79.90, you can get the
black leggings anywhere, and Capezio, the company that likely shod all those
Kerouac girlfriends back in the day, has the necessary ballet shoes for $19.50.
And should anyone have the least doubt that you lean to the left of Adlai
Stevenson, Miriam Merenfeld has a silver dogtag peace symbol pendant for $125.

But despite the imperatives of feminism and the fact that this is, after
all, the twenty-first century, perhaps you are one of the legions of women who
are hell-bent on using October 31 as an excuse to walk the streets like a
literal streetwalker. To which I shrug and say, okay, well then at least
purchase a beautiful L’Agent by Agent Provocateur polka-dot flocked tulle
basque for $150, or a rhinestone-inflected teddy for $78 from Victoria’s
Secret. For boudoir verisimilitude, add a pair of Mamie Van Doren–worthy
marabou-trimmed mules by Jacques Levine, in business making these slippers
without irony for the past 77 years. Throw a trench coat over the whole
business—you never know who you’ll encounter in the elevator—then get out there
and watch the parade.

A fly by imagination

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Because literature is part of our history.

The main idea of this Blog is spread the habit of reading. Literature is part of our lives. When enter in the Literature world, we read better and we improve our though and imagination.I want, with this, divide a little of my dreams. Is to give opportunity to people read and know about works produced by ancient and contemporary writers, and mainly, myself to be insert in this wonderful world of the Letters.